Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 316 Collecting Souls, the Pragmatic Ice Bird

Velcz's icy, massive eyes swept over the Frostbird Emperor once more.

It is now at its last gasp.

With its wings tattered and broken, the extremely cold domain it constructed was reduced to its limit under the relentless erosion of Vel'Koz's "Void Rays," like a candle flickering in the wind.

"Wow—!"

The ice bird let out a painful shriek, transforming its last strength into a streak of icy blue light.

However, what responded to it was an even more purple light in Vicks' eyes.

"Stop struggling... The moment you provoked the void... this outcome was already sealed!"

The void turbulence, arriving later but arriving first, precisely intercepted the ice shuttle's trajectory!
“Swish—Boom!!!”

The ice shuttle dissipated under the cross-strangulation of two disintegrating rays!
The Void Rays continued their momentum, one piercing through the ice bird's wing bone, while the other struck its chest cavity, which was now unprotected and covered in purple stains!

"Woo..."

A low, mournful cry escaped from the ice bird's throat, and its massive body stiffened abruptly.

His eyes flickered violently a few times, and finally... went out completely.

The radiance of life was rapidly fading from this ancient Icelandic king.

Like a kite with a broken string, it fell helplessly from the sky, crashing down onto the island ravaged by ice and fire below.

Just as the ice bird's consciousness sank completely into darkness, a faint glimmer of soul light was peeled away from its remains, which had been completely eroded by the void.

The light was unusually dim, and it was also entwined with wisps of dark purple, like maggots clinging to bones, bringing waves of excruciating pain that tore at the soul.

It instinctively wanted to return to the icy land it had ruled for millennia, but was firmly drawn by a cold, absolute, and irresistible force of law, drifting in a predetermined direction.

The ice bird's soul light "looked" over.

At the edge of the sky, a figure floated silently.

It is... Kindred, the "Grim Reaper".

Half of the spirit is a pure and flawless sheep spirit radiating a soft light, with an elegant figure, holding a longbow-like weapon, and a serene gaze; the other half is a wolf spirit shrouded in a swirling, dark fog of shadows, with scarlet eyes like a blood moon in the abyss, menacing fangs, and claws that gleam with a cold light, exuding an aura of violence, greed, and the death that will end everything.

The two coexist in harmony yet contradictory, together constituting the "ultimate shepherd" who holds the reins of life and death.

It saw that beneath the wolf spirit's sharp claws, a powerful soul was being imprisoned and torn apart!

The soul radiated a golden light, and its form was recognizable as an angel of the Holy City—the very Archangel Raguel, who had just been annihilated by Kog'Maw on another battlefield!

Raguel's spiritual state is extremely bad!
He was firmly bound by invisible, pitch-black chains formed by the laws of death, and the shadowy claws of the wolf spirit were constantly tearing at his soul!

Each tear caused the golden soul flame to flicker violently, emitting a shrill "scream"!
Raguel's face was contorted with extreme pain; he seemed to be struggling desperately, trying to break free of his restraints and refusing to accept his fate of death!
His pride as the Archangel of the Holy City, his unfinished mission of protection, and his deep-seated hatred for the Void made it impossible for him to accept death calmly!

“No…I…have not…ended…the Holy City…Uriel…” Raguel’s painful and stubborn soul fluctuations came intermittently, filled with resentment.

Wolf Spirit was clearly extremely displeased with this "out of touch with reality" resistance.

The shadow of death on the claws grew even stronger, and the tearing force suddenly increased!

Raguel's soul trembled violently in agony, and golden light kept escaping from his body!

Witnessing the torture suffered by Raguel's soul, the light from the Ice Bird's soul conveyed... an indescribable weariness.

Its battle with Vicz had long since worn down all its edges and exhausted all its pride.

The agony of the void slowly eroding its body, the helplessness of its primal power being suppressed, the difficulty of trying to escape but having its escape route blocked... had already left an indelible mark on its soul. Death, for it, was no longer a formidable enemy to fight against, but rather a kind of... liberation.

It...resigned itself to its fate.

There was no struggle, no unwilling roar.

The Ice Bird's soul light stopped its instinctive resistance, allowing the pulling force to pull it toward Kindred.

Kindred also noticed the Ice Bird's soul's submission.

The sheep spirit's compassionate and serene gaze fell upon the ice bird's soul light, which was entangled in the void.

It said nothing, but simply raised the longbow in its hand.

The bowstring vibrated silently, and a pure, gentle, milky-white light, imbued with a sense of soothing and liberation, flowed out, softly enveloping the ice bird's soul.

"Om..."

A miracle happened.

The dark purple void power that was eroding the ice bird's soul quickly melted and faded away under the illumination of this milky white light!
The icebird's soul light was no longer dim and painful, but instead emitted a clear, transparent ice-blue glow.

It is no longer tormented by pain, but only a sense of relief and tranquility after finally being freed from long suffering.

The ethereal, otherworldly voice of the sheep spirit resounded simultaneously in the consciousness of both the ice bird and Raguel:

"The cycle of birth and death is the constant principle of the world."

“Your fate is sealed. You are forcing yourselves to go against the tide…” Yang Ling’s gaze seemed to sweep over the struggling Raguel, “It will only increase your suffering and will not change your fate.”

"Those who understand the times go with the flow and find peace and tranquility."

Just then, ripples appeared again in the distance.

Several new soul fluctuations, equally filled with intense resentment and horror, were forcibly drawn in by the laws of death.

They are the souls of two forbidden spellcasters who just fell on the battlefield where they were besieging Rek'Sai!
One was an earth-elemental elder clad in shattered rock armor, and the other was an ice-elemental venerable being surrounded by lingering chill.

They were clearly annihilated by the terrifying Void Claws after Kog'Maw joined the battle, and their souls were forcibly dragged here.

The two newly arrived souls were still in shock and resentment at the destruction of their physical bodies.

The first thing they saw was the golden soul of Archangel Raguel, torn apart by the wolf spirit's claws and howling in extreme pain!
"Lord Raguel?!"

"That void monster... and the archangel too..."

At this moment, they also saw Kindred.

They did not accept their fate because of Raguel's miserable state; a strong sense of resentment and anger welled up inside them!
"No! We refuse to accept this!"

The souls of the two forbidden spellcasters erupted with a strong will to resist!
Their resistance instantly ignited the ferocious wolf spirit within the Thousand Jewels!
"Ouch——!!!"

"Disobedience... deserves punishment!"

The wolf spirit's shadowy claws suddenly swung out from a distance!
"Snap! Sizzle—!"

An invisible, terrifying force composed of the pure laws of death descended instantly!
They felt as if their very soul had been struck by an invisible giant hammer, and an excruciating pain several times greater than the destruction of their physical body swept over their consciousness!

They seemed to "experience" the moment when Kog'Maw's claws pierced their bodies again, but this time the pain was magnified tenfold, a hundredfold!
This pain is not an illusion; it is a real torture inflicted on the soul by the wolf spirit!

(End of this chapter)